Bahasa Malaysia

Sean & Aidan watched cartoons dubbed in BM for the first time today. Wonderpets and Go, Diego, Go! They enjoyed the cartoons and didn't mind the language "barrier". They understand some BM but not enough to fully understand the cartoons. So I translated key words.

At one point in Go, Diego, Go!, Diego was running from a swarm of bees and said, "Sudah...." something or other - I can't remember. There were a few "sudahs" in the next few sentences. Apparently, Sean understood but decided to be cheeky. He announced, "Sudah kentot!"

So...MALE of him. Already embarking on toilet humour. *sigh*

When it rains, it pours

So it rained yesterday. Actually, it POURED. For about 4 hours or more. I was gonna pick up the kids from kindy when it started. Got them in the car dry and buckled up in their car seats. Drove carefully cos of the rain. Visibility was poor. Everything was ok till about 3km from the kindy. I stopped at a traffic light and the cars in front of me started reversing and making u-turns. One of them almost hit me while reversing. I looked down the road - the rain had caused a flood of sorts - the road was almost submerged in water and one or two cars were stalled. I reversed and u-turned too and had to think of another route home fast.

It was harrowing because almost every stretch of road had huge catchments of water (Melaka boleh! Sorry, I just have to be cynical here) and I had to slow down and prayed that the car wouldn't stall and that no one would hit me from behind. The kids however were having a blast. Aidan would shriek, "Flood! Flood!" every time we went through the water and it parted in rather high "waves" on either side of the car. At one particularly bad patch, there was a thunk when the car hit the water and Sean screamed, "the wheel came off!" All these was not helping my frayed nerves one bit, thank you very much.

At one point we were coming down a slope towards a traffic light and I braked and....the brakes didn't work! My heart was in my mouth as I "buang gear" and tried to brake again. Thankfully, I didn't hit the car in front. I was near panic; what with trying to keep the car from stalling, trying to see through the heavy rain and concentrate through the excited squeals of the kids, now the brakes don't work?!

At the next traffic light, I remembered what my hubby told me once in another heavy downpour. "The force be with you!" Oh. Errr...that's not it. (I feel tense just blogging this so a bit of humour's good, eh?) He told me to pump the brakes to get it working again. And to rev the engine a bit to keep it from stalling. So I did and, wahla, the brakes worked. Phew! Praise God!

We made it home safe and sound with my legs a bit stiff from handling a manual car in such conditions and my arms stiff from gripping the steering wheel. Hooboy! Was I tense! I wish I was driving a 4WD instead of a compact car!

On a brighter note, the rain washed away the haze and it was wonderfully cool the whole day.


It sure ain't this boring in the car yesterday!

One flew over the cuckoo's nest

Several days ago, my dad was changing the batteries in his faithful old clock that sits up on the wall in the hall. He remarked to Sean, "Maybe I should get a cuckoo clock, eh?"

And Sean said, "But what happens when the bird flies everywhere?!" LOL.

The Continuing Saga of Sean & Aidan - Bible stories

We had read several Bible stories to them at bedtime and I asked questions to gauge how much they understood. It went something like this...

Me: So, why did God send the flood? And why was Noah & his family the only ones saved?
Sean: Because Noah was good and the other people were bad. They were Decepticons!

(Oh blimey! He's got robots on his mind!)


Me: Why was Adam & Eve sent out of the garden of Eden?
Aidan: Mmmmm...because they ate the wrong plants!
He saw my expression and raised eyebrows...
Aidan: Ahhh....because they ate the trees in the fruits!
My eyebrows must've gone higher...
Aidan: Because they ate the fruits in the trees!
Finally...
Aidan: Because they didn't obey God, they ate the wrong fruit.


Yummy nan-nan before Bible-time.

A crime of passion

She first found evidence of the intruder a month ago. Then she saw the intruder a few times but it was brief, fleeting. It unnerved her that her private sanctum was violated.

It caught her by surprise; the rustling of fast feet, and then, there it was. Staring her in the face. She froze for a second. Then it was a race - she to grab a weapon, the intruder to safety.

The sound of the weapon being used and the smell of the poison added to the adrenaline rush of the chase. Finally, the intruder was cornered, disoriented by the poison. She looked at it and there was a brief moment of indecision. But she felt the outrage rising. How dare they enter and defile her home?

And so the intruder's life was ended with a few strong blows. As it lay wriggling, dying, she looked at it with disgust and swiftly disposed of the body. It was one woman against a bold, relentless intruder. It was a "crime" of passion.